After a secret marriage, the heir to a wealthy family asks to make it public every day

It's the weekend again.

After breakfast, Song Jinshu finished cleaning up and it was already half past nine.

Song Jinshu was just about to go out with his schoolbag when he heard someone knocking on the door.

She walked over and opened the door. Seeing two energetic old people standing at the door, she asked in confusion, "Grandpa and grandma, who are you looking for?"

"You are Jinshu, right?" The old lady had a smile on her face, as if she was very familiar with Song Jinshu.

Song Jinshu smiled, "I am! But how do you know my name?"

Hearing the noise, Yang Guiyun came out and asked, "Jinshu, who are you talking to?"

Seeing the two elderly people standing outside the door, Yang Guiyun also asked: "Who are you looking for?"

The old lady was still smiling, "You are Jinshu's mother, right? We are here to propose marriage to my Jinfeng!"

Upon hearing the marriage proposal, Yang Guiyun smiled, "Come in! Jinshu, please invite grandpa and grandma in!"

Then she called out to Chang Pingchuan, "Old Chang, come out quickly, there are guests at home!"

After letting the two elderly people sit on the sofa, Yang Guiyun took the teacup from Song Jinshu and placed it in front of them. She asked the old lady with a smile on her face, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you clearly just now. Did you say you came to propose marriage? For whom?"

"I'm here to propose marriage to my little grandson Jinfeng." The old lady said this, but her eyes were on Song Jinshu. She seemed to like her very much.

At this time, the door of the master bedroom opened and Chang Pingchuan walked out neatly dressed.

"Old Chang, uncle and aunt are here to propose a marriage for their grandson." Yang Guiyun was a little excited. After all, it was quite novel to propose a marriage directly at the door.

Chang Pingchuan smiled at the two old men, then sat on the small stool handed to him by Song Jinshu.

The old lady took out a photo and handed it to Yang Guiyun, "This is Jinfeng, do you like it?"

Yang Guiyun took the photo with both hands and nodded after just one look. "Such a handsome guy, of course I like him! But, Auntie, we have two daughters, you..."

"Our Jinfeng wants to marry your Jinshu!" said the old lady with a smile.

A hanging heart finally fell, and Yang Guiyun smiled more sincerely, "Oh, okay!"

The door of the second bedroom slammed open, and Chang Xile, with uncombed hair, unwashed face, and wearing pajamas, walked out. "We thought you were really interesting. What era is this? You're still proposing marriage. It's so old-fashioned!"

Chang Pingchuan stood up, pushed his daughter into the bedroom, and scolded her in a low voice: "What's this! Change your clothes and wash up before coming out!"

Before he turned back, the old lady frowned, obviously having a very bad first impression of Chang Xile.

Chang Pingchuan sat down again, still not saying anything.

When he heard the old man say that he was here to propose marriage to Song Jinshu, he decided not to speak or express his opinion.

The old lady saw Chang Pingchuan's attitude, smiled lightly, and continued to say to Yang Guiyun: "As for the betrothal gift, we don't plan to give money. Nowadays, society has a bad view on betrothal gifts. We will just give a three-bedroom house, which can be used for Brother Jinshu to marry a wife in the future."

When Yang Guiyun heard that she would be given a house, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide, and Chang Pingchuan couldn't remain calm as before.

The door of the second bedroom opened again, and Chang Xile, who had changed his clothes, walked out again. "The world is really big, and there are all kinds of things. In a city like J City, there are actually marriages for sale!"

"Xile, don't talk nonsense!" Chang Pingchuan shouted in a low voice.

Chang Xile was spoiled and didn't listen to her father at all. "I didn't say anything nonsense! I tell you, if you agree to them, you are selling your daughter! Jinshu doesn't even know who their grandson is, and you marry her off. This is extremely irresponsible!"

"How could they not know each other?" The old lady was displeased, and then asked Song Jinshu, "Jinshu, tell your mother and others that you and Jinfeng are in love!"

Facing everyone's gaze, Song Jinshu took a step forward, carefully took the photo from his mother's hand, took a look, and it turned out to be him!

Holding the photo, Song Jinshu said to the old lady: "Grandma, you misunderstood. Your grandson and I don't know each other."

"I don't know him?" the old lady asked doubtfully, "So you two stayed in the same room in the hotel?"

Song Jinshu felt that many eyes were looking at him, and hurriedly explained, "That was your granddaughter setting up a trap for her brother, wanting her brother to have an affair with her best friend. I happened to go to that room to get shoes for my bride's best friend, and your grandson asked me to help him act out the scene. That was the first and only time we met."

The old man who had been silent all this time laughed, "Jia, this unreliable person, accidentally did a good thing."

The old lady nodded and said to Song Jinshu with a smile, "Jinshu, you have met Jinfeng, and you have met us, too. We are not bad people, right? Our Jinfeng is a workaholic. In the past few years, there has not been even a girl around him. He lives like a little monk. It is rare for you to have such a fate. You should think about it carefully."

"Don't mention Jinshu, I don't agree!" Chang Xile said again, "Talking about marriage after only meeting once..."

The smile on the old lady's face disappeared. "Your name is Xile, right? How many years have you graduated? Are you still unemployed at home?"

Perhaps because he didn't expect the old lady to be so direct, Chang Xile blushed and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The old lady smiled again, "I heard that you have a good impression of Hengyuan Company. If you still want to work there, I can introduce you there."

Before Chang Xile could respond, Chang Pingchuan asked, "Old man, can this be accomplished?"

"Of course!" The old lady nodded with a smile, "But I have to be clear in advance. You must abide by the company's rules."

Chang Xile finally came to his senses and said, "I will abide by the company's rules!"

"Okay!" the old lady promised, "Wait for the call! You can go to work at Hengyuan on Monday."

Then the old lady looked at Song Jinshu again, still smiling, "Jinshu, what is your decision?"

Song Jinshu looked at the house she had lived in for more than ten years, then looked at Chang Pingchuan and Chang Xile who were looking forward to it, and finally she looked at her mother, "Mom, what do you think?"

"Mom thinks it's great!" Yang Guiyun said confidently, "If you look for it yourself or someone recommends you, you won't be able to find someone like Jinfeng."

What Yang Guiyun said was true.

Turning to look at Old Lady Jiang, Song Jinshu asked solemnly: "Grandma Jiang, can you assure me that Jiang Jinfeng has no defects or bad habits?"

"I can promise!" Mrs. Jiang said earnestly, "We are not here to cheat you, child! We just hope that Jinfeng can get married, have someone to accompany him in the future, have children with him, and let him enjoy the happiness of family."

Song Jinshu nodded, "I believe you! One last question, why me?"

"It was a mistake. We thought you were together."